April 24, 2005
"Tell Janice she's only got six hours to get her act together," Joe said laughingly on the phone. Today's both his birthday and our son's due date and he's been promising to "spoil the kid rotten" if we deliver today. While this afternoon it seemed like we may meet the mark--with mild contractions coming every five or six minutes--tonight it looks like we're settling in for a slightly longer haul than Joe might like. (He'll have to settle with selling the film rights for his novel as his birthday treat instead, I suppose.)
But, Mr. Bush, while the kid coming in the next few hours doesn't seem realistic, all of a sudden it feels like he's very much coming soon.
I'll keep you posted,